Hey, Billy
She stole a car for her sweet sixteen
She headed for that brand new Orleans
Slipped our of her dress and grew long in her teeth
Hey, Billy when you roll out don't roll over me
She rubbed them two nickels then turned on a dime
Sold daddy's watch to make up for lost time
She was looking to burn money in a town that's on fire
Hey, Billy when you burn out don't ask for a light
Hey, Billy don't act so naive
When you hang your heart from that tear on your sleeve
It's a cold day in hell / don't let them feed you their little white lies
Cause Billy they're gonna eat you alive
She burned at both ends till the sun met the moon
They'd collide in her mind on the floor of her room
If that red eye and rot gut don't agree with you
Then Billy I think it's high time this hightail is through
Well Billy I know you did the best that you could
Split both your knuckles just knocking on wood
But last night raising Cain you killed Abel for good
Yeah Billy that blind luck never leads where it should
Hey, Billy why you acting so strange
You carry your head like your digging your grave
It's a slip of the wrist / cuts your legs while your shaving / Hey that's your blood
Come on Billy it ain't a race so don't run
Hey, Billy don't you take one from me
You'll be strung out on cocaine pissing your jeans
The bough's gonna break and back home they'll see you through a black light
Come on Billy it wouldn't kill you to try
Hey, Billy we're gonna find out tonight
She headed for that brand new Orleans
Slipped our of her dress and grew long in her teeth
Hey, Billy when you roll out don't roll over me
She rubbed them two nickels then turned on a dime
Sold daddy's watch to make up for lost time
She was looking to burn money in a town that's on fire
Hey, Billy when you burn out don't ask for a light
Hey, Billy don't act so naive
When you hang your heart from that tear on your sleeve
It's a cold day in hell / don't let them feed you their little white lies
Cause Billy they're gonna eat you alive
She burned at both ends till the sun met the moon
They'd collide in her mind on the floor of her room
If that red eye and rot gut don't agree with you
Then Billy I think it's high time this hightail is through
Well Billy I know you did the best that you could
Split both your knuckles just knocking on wood
But last night raising Cain you killed Abel for good
Yeah Billy that blind luck never leads where it should
Hey, Billy why you acting so strange
You carry your head like your digging your grave
It's a slip of the wrist / cuts your legs while your shaving / Hey that's your blood
Come on Billy it ain't a race so don't run
Hey, Billy don't you take one from me
You'll be strung out on cocaine pissing your jeans
The bough's gonna break and back home they'll see you through a black light
Come on Billy it wouldn't kill you to try
Hey, Billy we're gonna find out tonight
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Writer(s): Christopher Hoyt
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